light in darkness...

I have a precious friend that has been dealt a hard blow recently.... enough to really shake a person up. I wrote her the following email and thought I would post it for anyone that might happen across this blog and find themselves at a place in life that seems unbearable and unexplainable.... I pray it is a small sight of light at the end of the dark and long tunnel:

Precious Friend,
I want to wrap my arms around you and hug you so tightly. What a difficult time this is for you... I fall so short of any significant words of encouragement or wisdom.
During the awful times in my life recently there has been a real hope that keeps me from throwing in the towel....
Through it all..... the good stuff, the bad and the hell-on-earth awful times... I know God is good.
I am at times drained from frustration and confusion at the incomprehensible life that daily surrounds me... sometimes I have felt so saddened and devastated that I literally feel pain in a physical way that reaches a deep part of me... I have felt betrayed by God again and again as the blanket I was wrapped in for so many years begins to unravel.... I have felt very real moments of a real hell on this earth...
BUT the hope that keeps me from rejecting everything and letting go of this heavy life is a sometimes small, sometimes shaky, sometimes tiny-almost-insignificant hope that God is good.
That the same God who makes me melt with sherbet orange sunsets and white diamonds in a big black sky and strong white waves in a huge constant ocean and fresh life in the eyes of a little child is King of it all... and he is intimately aware and interested and invested in me.
And he is good.
I can find some rest in that.
When this dark world is too big and too much for me I can rest in the peace of an amazing God who confuses and confounds and frustrates and hurts and humiliates and comforts me...
...Because he is good.
He is good, he is good.
I rest in that.
I pray you find some rest today and tomorrow and the next in that hope. Even when you are crying out "WHY?" and when tears are pouring out of your eyes, and you are mad and hurt and feel like picking up this earth he gave you and throwing rocks at God, I pray that in those times you will wrestle and struggle and fall before a God who is good. And that you will find rest in the shadow of his mighty wing.
I want to hug you tightly and hold your hand and tell you it's going to be ok because we have a good God who has a beautiful and good plan.
In these painful times I pray you cling to a God
who is good.
-Britt